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Authors note: Aren't u guys getting tired of me writing these considering u probably don't even read them…lol anyway well now I've forgotten what I was going to say…oh ya! Thanks for the reviews!! Keep em coming. *Also grumbles at how Elvish is not a complete language…* but hey little bit of Elvish/Latin is close enough right? : ) Also sorry this took so long I started writing the chapter after this one before I started this one! Yes I know I'm insane well here u go!!
Lasto
"~Noro lim! Equa Noro lim! ~" ~Ride fast! Mare Ride fast! ~
She urged the animal on. Equa the elvish word for mare was what she had decided to call her. It seemed appropriate and she had no time to think of an original name. It would do. She'd been riding for three days now. She was getting tired but could not rest for fear she would wake to find him dead. As fate would have it though Equa was weary, she needed a rest and food to continue on.
Awoken from her dream filled sleep, Omoria rose to the sound of horses, many horses. The drumming became louder and she realized as they passed her where they were headed, Mirkwood. They were elf's from Rivendell being sent to backup those of Mirkwood. Omoria smiled and jumped onto Equa's back, she turned the animal and rode swiftly after the army.
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The battle raged ferociously, the thought passed through Legolas as he fought for Mirkwood. Most his thoughts however seemed to be of the girl he'd left in Rivendell. He needed to know more about her, most of all he wanted an answer to why his thoughts were filled of her. What was so special about this one? Why was she different from the others? Most of all, why couldn't he stop thinking about her? And now of all times. He thought this as he stabbed another orc through the stomach. He turned and chopped another's head off. There were too many of them Legolas quickly realized, they were surrounded. Bravely though he'd fight, he would not yield in fear they would place them through the same torture until they too became Orcs. The Orcs whom used to be Elf's, he shuddered at the thought. Then he chopped another down, he was beginning to tier. Those who were left fought until their deaths as more Orcs began to arrive. Legolas's heart sank a little at the sight of this. His kingdom would fall with his death. Too many had died already, he could not watch the rest fall under the same fate or worse. Many had chosen a mortal life; there were few the remained immortal. He himself had given it up, the time of the elf's would soon pass, but not in this way. So he and perhaps one hundred men who were left watched as they were surrounded from all sides. A foul smelling creature with whom Legolas assumed must have been the leader for now separated from the mass.
"Give up Elves! You are trapped. If you'd like to save your friends the pain of death, prince, I'd suggest you surrender to us!"
Legolas glanced at his subjects. They would all surly die if they fought and he knew they would fight until their deaths if he commanded it. To surrender to certain torture, what was he to do? As he was about to speak there came a rumbling from all around them and then hundreds of elves from Rivendell came down on horse back towards the battle. Legolas smiled, he turned to the orc leader and raised his bow,
"Never!"
He cried and released the arrow towards the orc. It pierced him and he fell to the ground. The other Orcs attacked at this. Legolas fought as the orcs were quickly over-run with the help of the new elves. He stopped and smiled at this, but then something caught his eye in the distance of fighting men and dieing orcs. The fiery red hair of the girl blew with the wind as she rode downwards the battle, her eyes locked with his just before a pain from behind him caused blackness to overtake him.
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Now back to the chapter I was having fun with. It will be up probably by tomorrow night or maybe even tonight depending on how long I wanna make it! K please Review. Bye! And by the way Canada Rocks!!!!!!!!
Authors note: Aren't u guys getting tired of me writing these considering u probably don't even read them…lol anyway well now I've forgotten what I was going to say…oh ya! Thanks for the reviews!! Keep em coming. *Also grumbles at how Elvish is not a complete language…* but hey little bit of Elvish/Latin is close enough right? : ) Also sorry this took so long I started writing the chapter after this one before I started this one! Yes I know I'm insane well here u go!!
Lasto
"~Noro lim! Equa Noro lim! ~" ~Ride fast! Mare Ride fast! ~
She urged the animal on. Equa the elvish word for mare was what she had decided to call her. It seemed appropriate and she had no time to think of an original name. It would do. She'd been riding for three days now. She was getting tired but could not rest for fear she would wake to find him dead. As fate would have it though Equa was weary, she needed a rest and food to continue on.
Awoken from her dream filled sleep, Omoria rose to the sound of horses, many horses. The drumming became louder and she realized as they passed her where they were headed, Mirkwood. They were elf's from Rivendell being sent to backup those of Mirkwood. Omoria smiled and jumped onto Equa's back, she turned the animal and rode swiftly after the army.
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The battle raged ferociously, the thought passed through Legolas as he fought for Mirkwood. Most his thoughts however seemed to be of the girl he'd left in Rivendell. He needed to know more about her, most of all he wanted an answer to why his thoughts were filled of her. What was so special about this one? Why was she different from the others? Most of all, why couldn't he stop thinking about her? And now of all times. He thought this as he stabbed another orc through the stomach. He turned and chopped another's head off. There were too many of them Legolas quickly realized, they were surrounded. Bravely though he'd fight, he would not yield in fear they would place them through the same torture until they too became Orcs. The Orcs whom used to be Elf's, he shuddered at the thought. Then he chopped another down, he was beginning to tier. Those who were left fought until their deaths as more Orcs began to arrive. Legolas's heart sank a little at the sight of this. His kingdom would fall with his death. Too many had died already, he could not watch the rest fall under the same fate or worse. Many had chosen a mortal life; there were few the remained immortal. He himself had given it up, the time of the elf's would soon pass, but not in this way. So he and perhaps one hundred men who were left watched as they were surrounded from all sides. A foul smelling creature with whom Legolas assumed must have been the leader for now separated from the mass.
"Give up Elves! You are trapped. If you'd like to save your friends the pain of death, prince, I'd suggest you surrender to us!"
Legolas glanced at his subjects. They would all surly die if they fought and he knew they would fight until their deaths if he commanded it. To surrender to certain torture, what was he to do? As he was about to speak there came a rumbling from all around them and then hundreds of elves from Rivendell came down on horse back towards the battle. Legolas smiled, he turned to the orc leader and raised his bow,
"Never!"
He cried and released the arrow towards the orc. It pierced him and he fell to the ground. The other Orcs attacked at this. Legolas fought as the orcs were quickly over-run with the help of the new elves. He stopped and smiled at this, but then something caught his eye in the distance of fighting men and dieing orcs. The fiery red hair of the girl blew with the wind as she rode downwards the battle, her eyes locked with his just before a pain from behind him caused blackness to overtake him.
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Now back to the chapter I was having fun with. It will be up probably by tomorrow night or maybe even tonight depending on how long I wanna make it! K please Review. Bye! And by the way Canada Rocks!!!!!!!!